Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2018 18:54:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Behr Forbear <behr4bear@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Rural Life - Chapter 14: The Rodeo ?

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My Rural Life - Chapter 14: The Rodeo

As it turns out, Uncle Gary and Tiny are roommates who fuck, a lot. They're
not "together", in any sense, just two single middle aged men sharing
expenses. They each pretty much have half of the house a piece with the
living, dining and kitchen as shared spaces in the middle. You could tell
that each one lived in his part of the house; they weren't just roommates
for show. They clearly liked each other a lot and got along very well, but
the only relationship that defined them was first as boss/employee, second
roommates, and third fuck buddies. They liked that order, and it seemed
very natural to me as well.

That Saturday afternoon, after sex, we lounged around talking and getting
to know one another better. We went about getting the ranch chores done for
the day as well. Fed the dogs, watered the cows and groomed the horses. At
about 5:30 we loaded each of the men's horses and headed into the
neighboring town for a rodeo. Uncle Gary rode as a pickup man and Tiny was
a judge. I was excited to go. It had been at least 10 years since I had
been to a rodeo.

We arrived at the rodeo grounds and had the horses prepped by about
6:30. It was a genuine small town rodeo and the atmosphere was festive and
lively. We mounted up (I rode with Uncle Gary) and headed to the back of
the arena and the pins. Tiny, man was that man huge, dismounted and headed
into the judge's room at the bottom of a two story building that included
some small meeting rooms and a bathroom on the ground floor and the
announcer's and press area on the second. Uncle Gary and I headed on around
to where the cowboy contestants and other support men were.

He introduced me to his friends. One of the other pick up men worked for
him as well as one of the steer doggers. I was beginning to notice a
pattern with Uncle Gary's employees; they were all bigger than average,
thick and beefy, lots of hair and all of them seemed to sport facial hair
of some kind. So far I had only met three personally but it seemed to me
that there was a pattern forming. All the men were jawing and getting ready
for their respective events. I had to piss so I told Uncle Gary and headed
back to the announcer's building.

I entered the bottom floor and there were cowboys and ranchers of all ages
registering themselves, cattle, etc. It was all the normal activity of
getting the events planned with the contestants and such. I looked out into
the arena and noticed that the crowds had started to gather. I located the
pisser off to the side and headed in there. I opened the door and stepped
in. There was a partition set up to keep the outside room from seeing into
the restroom. I didn't know if it was supposed to be a one person room or
not so I peeked around the partition so I could either retreat or lock the
door as appropriate. My cock jumped to immediate attention and I reached
back and locked the door.

The room was supposed to house one person at a time. There was a sink, a
shitter and a urinal with no partitions in the room. There was an older man
sitting on the shitter, salt and pepper hair, etc. so I took him to be
maybe early 50's. He had his wranglers down to his boot tops and he was
jacking a nice dick. In front of him was a man dressed as a rodeo clown. He
had the makeup and other get up on and if I hadn't been turned on I
probably would have thought it was comical. The clown had his pants open
and the older man was giving him a sloppy wet blowjob. Next to those two
was Tiny and a young man who couldn't have been older than 19 or 20. Tiny
was fucking the young cowboy and the boy was groaning in pain and lust. The
young cowboy had removed his pants and boots but kept his stiffly starched
shirt on. On the chest was pinned a number; he was a contestant. What was
such a fucking turn on was the kid was probably only about 5'6 or 7 and
probably weighed about 160 pounds wet.

The young cowboy was between the urinal and the sink with his back against
the wall. He was supporting himself partly by holding onto each with each
arm. Tiny had the kid's legs by the ankles and lifted him up so that as he
fucked him it was like he was being suspended between Tiny and the
wall. Being fucked like he was by Tiny made the kid appear even smaller. It
was as if a normal sized man was fucking a midget. The cowboy's eyes were
clenched shut, his mouth was open and he was whimpering with each
thrust. Tiny hadn't even pulled his pants down; he had just pulled his cock
through the fly of his wranglers. His back was enough to me that he didn't
see me enter. The clown noticed though.

"Shit!" he said as he pulled his cock from the sucking man's mouth trying
to look innocent. "I forgot to lock the door." Tiny looked over his
shoulder at me. "No sweat. He's cool, he's with me." He said without
missing a stroke. The cowboy didn't take notice and was probably totally
unaware of anything but the anal assault he was getting from Tiny.

"Come on back over here and let me have that load you promised." said the
man on the shitter to the clown. The clown, apparently assessing that I was
no danger said, "Lock the door kid, we gotta finish getting ready for the
rodeo." he smirked and stepped towards the sitting man's waiting mouth.

"Come `er Mark," Tiny said so I approached in between the four of
them. "This here is mayor Brady." he said nodding towards the man on the
shitter. "And the clown is Roger. This young cowboy here is...um, I'm
sorry," he said to the boy pressed between him and the wall with his dick
up his ass, "what's you're name again son?"

"Mike." He grunted and grimaced as Tiny continued his assault.

"Yeah, Mike. Everyone this is Mark, Gary's nephew for those of you who know
him." Tiny said. "The mayor likes to swallow cum Mark, if'n you're so
inclined." He said matter-of-factly.

"Shit yeah. Nice to meet y'all." I said as I stepped up next to the clown
and pulled open my fly.

After a few minutes the mayor was moaning around my dick, alternating
between mine and clown's. Before long the clown started cursing and jacking
his dick and then shot a thick load right onto the mayor's face and
mouth. That was enough to set me off and I fed the older man my load as
well. Tiny was grunting with exertion and the kid was moaning in lust. Tiny
finally thrust in with full force and started unloading in the young
cowboy's ass. The kid was tantric, he was shaking and whimpering and
moaning all at the same time. After a few minutes he calmed down and we all
cleaned up. We cleaned up any evidence of our fun and one by one headed out
the door. The clown turned to the mirror to finish his makeup, while I
stepped up to the urinal, ready now to finish what I had come in for.

He looked over at my still half-hard cock as I let my thick stream of piss
go, "You know the mayor would have liked to have had that as well. Next
time you gotta piss, just approach him, no matter where, what he is doing
or who he is talking to, and tell him you would like to discuss the "Relief
Bill". Then see what happens." Roger said as he finished with his makeup
and headed out the door.

As my piss ended I started getting hard again thinking about the mayor
letting me piss on him. I headed back to where I last left Uncle Gary.

When I got there he wasn't around, but Jack, the employee who was also a
steer dogger, said that he and the other pickup man had went around to the
back of the trailers with one of the ranchers that were supplying cattle
for the rodeo. I looked that way and started walking over. Jack, didn't say
I shouldn't and I didn't think anything of it, thinking they were surely
talking about rodeo affairs. I rounded the back of one of the cattle
trailers and there was a horse trailer across the way. Uncle Gary and the
men weren't in the immediate area so I headed over to the horse trailer. It
was the farthest away from the activities and it was a very nice trailer. I
would say it could hold 3 to 4 horses. It was a fifth wheel, and the front
third was a built in living area, sort of like an RV. When I got close I
looked into the horse part of the trailer and there was Uncle Gary and Tom,
his employee, and another man. The unknown man was clearly the rancher and
he was bent over taking Uncle Gary's dick up his ass and Tom's dick down
his throat. The man had that classic cowboy rancher look about him and the
sight of him being fucked like that was a huge turn on. I watched
undetected as the three of them came to the climax of their coupling. Uncle
Gary shot first and didn't pull out as he unloaded into the rancher's
ass. As soon as he was done he pulled out and Tom spun the man around,
buried his hard cock up the man's used hole and unleashed his seed there as
well. The rancher didn't seem to respond much. He was rather passive; he
wasn't jacking off, but his eyes were closed in what appeared to be
enjoyment. He wasn't moaning or grunting or anything, just taking the load
like it was his duty.

When Tom had finished unloading he pulled out. He and Uncle Gary were
pulling up their pants and getting put back together as the rancher stood
up, pulling his wranglers up as well. It was then I noticed that the man
had a tiny dick. It was semi soft appearing, but it was small and almost
unseen in his thick pubic bush. He was a tall man too so the effect was
even more dramatic.

"Appreciate the use of your ass Damon." Tom said as he picked up his hat
from the hay bale next to him. "You really got a nice one."

"Yep, thanks for that man." Uncle Gary followed. "Any time you need a
deposit like that all you have to do is ask."

Damon the rancher slicked back his mussed up hair, wiped his mustache,
checked his hand for cum or spit, put his cowboy hat back on and said,
"Well boys, thanks for the fuck. That'll tide me over at least until the
damned rodeo is done." He said with a thick slow drawl, and winked.

I stepped away from the trailer and then started walking back towards it so
that as they came out it looked like I was just getting there. Uncle Gary
introduced me to rancher Damon and as I shook his hand, I hoped he would
allow me to make a deposit at the end of the rodeo.

As we all headed back to the pin area I pulled Uncle Gary aside slightly
and whispered, "You know there's a lot of dick and ass around here. My dick
is hard thinking about who might like to be fucked or sucked. If you have
any ideas, just let me know." I winked at him and his eyes glinted. He
threw his big arm around my shoulders and smiled a huge grin, "We'll see
what we can do. I wouldn't want you tellin' your folks that I didn't
entertain you while you were visiting now would I." As he removed his arm
from my shoulder he slapped my ass. "Maybe it's time for you to try taking
a poke back there. What do you say, you ready for that?" He asked.

"As long as it's not from Tiny." I smirked. "Maybe Damon would be more my
speed for the first time." I said with a playful look in my eye. He looked
at me suddenly and then with a knowing smile said, "You little voyeuristic
shit. I think I'm going to have to be your first fuck, just to punish you."
He said good-naturedly and again slapped my ass.

We rejoined the group of cowboys and ranchers and proceeded with the rodeo.


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